Hi, Louise
"Herd" of doctors is right! That's how I felt; I'd look at my month's calendar and think, "How did I ever manage to accumulate so many doctors?" Most every appointment was a "follow-up," and I'd long since learned what most follow-ups mean: you meet with the doctor, you tell him about any changes since the previous follow-up, and then the doctor says, "Sounds good, Ray. Let's do another follow-up in six months." It can be quite dizzying. Discouraging, too.
Did I mention my three-ring binder in my earlier post – the binder in which I'm collecting the best information I can find on the very few genuinely authoritative websites about my condition? I was explaining to my partner only last evening that I'm doing this not to "out-talk" my doctors (I'd never want to do that) but only so that I can be a fully-educated layperson about my condition and then, when I sit with my doctors, ask good and meaningful (helpful, too, to the doctor) questions.
Your saying how you miss the "freedom of motion" on your stationary bike put a smile on my face – a smile of shared sadness because I knew exactly what you meant. I used to be a big-time distance runner; when I had a knee replacement and had to give up running, I took up cycling as a replacement – outdoor cycling ("real" cycling! LOL) – but caught myself complaining to friends how cycling wasn't the same as running. Why? Because I missed the "freedom of motion." Now that I can no longer ride my bicycle outdoors but instead have to content myself with my stationary bike, I'm again telling friends I miss the "freedom of motion" I used to enjoy cycling outdoors. It's easy to think: Our lives keep getting narrower and narrower. LOL
My very best to you, Louise.
Cheers!
Ray
Ray, you're so right. I used to ride my bike for miles also, and miss that. The 'feel-good neurotransmitters' of endorphins kept me going through thick and thin. That's an excellent idea collecting pertinent information about your condition, and describing it in detail to your doctor.
I find, though, some specialists seem to be in a rush misdiagnosing (in my case) and I end up back to square one. Haven't found one I can relate to in terms of getting it right. They decidedly 'out-talk' me regarding my condition, and who knows better than ourselves when it comes to pain?
Have had endless professionals, and it's becoming not only draining but very stressful. I've never had a doctor actually examine my bad foot, and compare it to the other for structural foot deformity.
Now I am through with pain specialists, Pregabalin, temporary short cuts, and shall see an orthopedic surgeon and go from there. I used to have a great sense of humor, but it's hammered to hell at this point. You still have it though which is a marvelous attribute.